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News from nowhere

Posted by admin On novembre - 7 - 2009

NEWS FROM NOWHERE

News from nowhere

Il secondo cd edito dalla Mellow Recors: una miscellanea di brani in un primo momento pensati per l'edizione su cd di The hiding place, pezzi provenienti dai demotapes e live tracks.


The city is quite insane


Entr'acte  

Strumentale/Instrumental

 

The city      

Too many words, too many gestures

Wonderful town full of surprises

Ocean of cries, deafening shouts

Not the better place to survive

Monkeys in a gilded/rubbish cage

So proud of this misery

 

Cunning tricks, angry looks

Wherever you go

On the stage singing the revolution

They can't make

 

Too many words, too many gestures

This is the heaven of civic virtues

Here no one cares for truth

Hard to find an hell like this

Monkeys in a gilded/rubbish cage

So proud of this misery

Cunning tricks, angry looks

Wherever you go

On the stage singing the revolution

They can't make

 

The paradise of lawyers      

If we only had the strength

Not to listen to the sirens

Violence behind every corner

No sense of sociality

Behind the mask of humanity

 

Candles both ends burning

Spreading a scent of putrefaction

 

Take a look at their streets

See how do they treat their children

A long time dead conscience

Self respect here is a word without any meaning

Have you ever seen their faces in the night?

No one is innocent in this country

Welcome to the paradise of lawyers

The cradle of right

Lawyers in the cradle of right…

 

Siren song      

Strumentale/Instrumental

         

 

 

 

 

Graveyard people

 

         

Do they know they are dead?

Unreal peace, words than never ring true

Do they know they are dead?

Graveyard people

 

Sometimes quiet beasts

With no glimpse of intelligence in their eyes

Eager for sex and power

Perfect Italians

'cause they are so proud

 

Have they ever had a dream?

A hope, something to believe in

Mere tradesman who waste their time

Women will confess your sins

And there is no rule

In this poor world

 

Be careful not to use…some strange word

 

Be ordinary, grey, insignificant just like them

Not a sound here, not a hope here

but to leave this place one day

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